I stumbled upon a wonderful young lady -One of those folks you are just instantly drawn to.

Perhaps it was her southern drawl – and the fact that since I’m a blue-blood-true-blood Texan, I enjoy listening to folks that talk SLOW (Texans talk slow, and I think we sometimes listen slow as well!)

Natasha Nassar is what my granny would have called a “firecracker”.

She wrote a recent article called What’s Your Theme Song.

I’ve thought about the subject before, but never enough to really journal or write about it.  Her challenge (and contest) encouraged me to really think about it just a little bit more.

A song to describe me.

Well, you see, music and songs are something I enjoy LOVE.  I learned to play the piano at age 11. I’ve always had interests in music.  I judge a movie by it’s musical score. When my daddy would go and preach in Rescue Missions in downtown Dallas, my mom would play the piano and I would sing a gospel song. (Rules at the Rescue Missions – you had to go to the church service before you got the free meal and the shower).  I always have a radio on playing music.  I’m usually always whistling a tune (a habit inherited from my great-grandmother who used to whistle and tap her foot while rocking in her rocker while up in the hills of Arkansas watching all the grand-kids play).  My husband and I usually have one conversation a day about something related to music (what’s the words to?, what is that song?, hey did you hear that song?)  We raised a son who has an uncanny ability to pick up a musical instrument and somehow learn how to play it (with no formal instruction).

So, to be challenged to think about ONE song and apply it as a theme song to my life – WOW.  That’s HARD.

BUT, I think my life  has had different theme songs during different stages of my life.

My early years would have to be characterized by the theme song from Sesame Street (at least the OLD Sesame Street – I haven’t watched the show in years!).  Remember the tune?  I had a carefree childhood.  Everything was perfect.  It was full of love, laughter, friends, family – sweet memories!

Sunny Day
Sweepin’ the clouds away
On my way to where the air is sweet

Can you tell me how to get,
How to get to Sesame Street

Come and play
Everything’s A-OK
Friendly neighbors there
That’s where we meet

Can you tell me how to get
How to get to Sesame Street

It’s a magic carpet ride
Every door will open wide
To happy people like you–
Happy people like
What a beautiful

Sunny Day
Sweepin’ the clouds away
On my way to where the air is sweet

Can you tell me how to get,
How to get to Sesame Street..

And then I fell in love with the love of my life.  Our whirlwind romance (6 months from first day met to wedding bells!) he wasn’t my “best friend”- YET. But I knew he was the LOVE of my LIFE! (tune “Love and Marriage by Frank Sinatra“)   We were blessed with one child who NOW is an Aggie (que music to Hullabaloo, Caneck! Caneck)

I would have to say now that my life as of now reflects the song “Eight Days a Week” by the Beatles.  I’m not much of a Beatles fan (please don’t throw stones!) but this is a song that I find myself whistling frequently!

I love my husband with all my heart – “Eight Days a Week”.  I have a new found energy that enables me to live, love and work to the equivalent of “Eight Days a Week”.  I have enough plans and thoughts that I WANT “Eight Days a Week”!

But, perhaps the most fitting of the lyrics are the words:

“Hold me, love me, hold me, love me

Aint’ got nothin’ but love babe.

Eight days a week!”